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DeSciglio smiled, lifted her chin, turned her head to his side and kissed her until she was suffocating, before letting her go, whispering in her ear, "I said so long ago, You can't say no to me, Lucia."

Hearing these familiar words, Lucia's mind went blank, she stared blankly at DeSciglio, and suddenly felt that the man she had just had the closest relationship with in front of her seemed so strange.

Physically and mentally exhausted, Lucia quickly fell asleep and didn't even eat lunch.

When she woke up again, the sun was rising outside the window. Lucia was so hungry that her stomach was growling, but she had no appetite to eat, so she asked the flight attendant for a cup of hot milk.

DeSciglio, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, was awakened by the conversation between the two, and called the flight attendant who was leaving to order some more toast, and said to Lucia with a serious expression, "Did you forget? You can't drink milk on an empty stomach. "

Lucia obediently ate a piece of bread first and then picked up a glass filled with milk in line with the principle of not making fun of her own health when she was angry again. DeSciglio was relieved to see that she was at least not self-torturing.

DeSciglio took her hand as she took her last sip and set the glass down on the table. Lucia slowly puts her hands back in her lap into fists, and DeSciglio doesn't let go.

DeSciglio couldn't think of anything he could say at this time, even though he was usually eloquent.

Instead, it was Lucia who broke the tormented silence first: "Who am I to you, Enzo?"

"I love you, you are the most precious person in my life." Lucia didn't continue, letting him hold her hand until the end.

Andrea, who had been waiting at the exit for a long time, greeted the fans, stopped signing autographs and taking pictures, trotted towards them, took her suitcase from DeSciglio's hand, and took her hand very naturally.The sound of shutters and flashes continued to ring around. Lucia put on her sunglasses and said lightly, "Hurry up and get out."

The three of them walked outside quickly, and it took a long time for the enthusiastic fans around them to gradually decrease.

DeSciglio hails a taxi, puts his luggage in the trunk and bids farewell to the siblings: "Merry Christmas to you in advance. Please give my regards to your family."

Andrea nodded, also said her blessing, and then shook hands with him. DeSciglio put his hand in front of Lucia again.

What's the meaning?Lucia's eyes behind the sunglasses are like two cold knife lights.Is the world turned upside down?No matter how you look at it, you should not be the first to reach out.Besides, there are only three people, who is it for?

However, due to Andrea's presence, she didn't lose her temper and flirted with him obediently.

After watching him leave, Lucia rested her head weakly on Andrea's shoulder and took a deep breath.

"Are you tired from flying?" Andrea looked at her pale face and hugged her tighter.Not seen for two years, his little sister has become something he barely recognizes.

"Very tired." Lucia, who was sitting on her Mercedes-Benz, lay down on his lap even more exhausted, "Andrea, I miss you so much."

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After a jet lag, Lucia returned to Brescia with Andrea's family after meeting a few AC Milan players who were still staying in Milan the next day.Facing the fat and bald elder brother Ivan, Lucia sneered mercilessly, and thought of DeSciglio somehow with a smile.

Seeing the smile on her face fade quickly, Andrea realized that something was wrong with her, and dragged her upstairs to the bedroom while everyone was playing with the children in the living room.

"What happened between you and DeSciglio?" Seeing the extremely serious expression on Andrea's usually sleepy face, Lucia's eyes turned red.Andrea took her to sit down with some helplessness, and gently stroked her cheek with his thumb.She got into Andrea's arms, and her mood suddenly became clear: Why should I care who I am an outsider?I am Andrea's family, Andrea is my family, and that's enough.It's just that Andrea's question, how will she answer it?

"DeSciglio bullied me."

"?"

"He bullied me while I was drinking too much."

Andrea's body shook, and she pulled away from her with a "bao", grabbed her arm and looked up and down, and finally fixed her gaze on her lower abdomen: "Is there any way?"

"Uh..." Lucia's eyes were evasive, "Who knows when you're drunk..."

Woke up in the morning and there are still several times! —How dare she say it.

Andrea's voice was an octave higher: "Have you taken any medicine?"

"..."

In a hurry to catch a plane, jet lag, seeing a friend back home, labor and management are not free--what will happen if she wants to tell the truth?

"LuciaAndreaPirlo!" Andrea was completely angry, and pinched her arm into purple, "There is a little common sense without knowledge!"

Labor and management have common sense, labor and management just don’t have time, you must not come here to defeat labor and management’s character! Lucia waved her wrist for him to let go.

Andrea sighed when she saw her blue arm: "I'll let your sister-in-law buy medicine for you later, take it quickly."

Lucia nodded obediently, and got into his arms again.

Andrea patted her on the shoulder as he did when he was a child to lull her to sleep. Hearing the gradual weakening of even breathing from his arms, he couldn't help feeling mixed feelings.The little girl he held in his hands since he was a child will eventually leave him.

I was worried and frightened for the whole Christmas holiday, but luckily nothing bad happened.During this period, Lucia slowly considered what would happen if she had it, and the answer was unimaginable.She couldn't imagine holding a crying baby in her arms all day, or breastfeeding or changing a diaper, and she couldn't even imagine a child calling "Mom" to her.All she could imagine was the scene of being alone for the rest of her life.

A few days later, she and DeSciglio resumed their journey westward.After cooling off and thinking about it for a holiday, she has been able to face DeSciglio quite normally.

Back in Baltimore, the two were busy with their own business more often, and Lucia couldn't find time to go to DeSciglio's laboratory for a while, and the contact between the two was limited to a phone call once a day.

One day after a theory class, Lucia was about to go to DeSciglio's experimental center for a long time, but was held back by a group of classmates.

"Honey, aren't you going to the lecture?"

"Lecture?" What lecture? Lucia was bewildered.

"God, haven't you seen the fully-opened poster on the promotional window for so long?"

"Aren't they all football and basketball game announcements?"

"OhmyGod!" Everyone beat their chests and feet, and dragged her to the lecture hall without much explanation.

"Hey, hey, don't kidnap me! Someone explain it to me!" Lucia hurriedly followed behind them with a book in hand.A black guy enthusiastically helped her share a lot of outfits, and also answered her questions: "The founder of BAU came to give a lecture on criminal psychology analysis to recruit students from the FBI National Academy. It is a rare opportunity."

"BAU?"

"Behavioral□□ysisunit, that guy's name is David Rossi."

David Rossi? Lucia stopped abruptly, and she finally knew where her familiarity with "BAU" came from.When she was in GIS, when her group had a big event, it was this man who was hired as a survey consultant.

"Didn't he go back to Italy?"

"Now he's back again. This time he brought a member of his team over."

Team member?interesting. Lucia raised the corners of her mouth and quickened her pace.She wants to see how the so-called BAU is fooling people in the United States.

Following the large group of people taking their seats at the reserved seats, Lucia looked at the frail and scholarly young man on the stage with great interest.His immature appearance made her wonder if he could pass the shooting test?But think about the baby-faced squadron leader named Nino Cannavaro in the team back then. The so-called "people should not be judged by their appearance" refers to people like them, right?

The host introduced the identity of the guests: SSADavidRossi, DoctorSpencerReid.

Doctor?Doctor or Doctor? Lucia was puzzled. Aren't BAU doctors just forensics?Why not introduce it as an agent?If you call him a doctor, he seems a little too young.

In the warm applause, Rossi waved to everyone, and then began to tell everyone about the meaning, history and development of BAU.When it was the young man's turn to speak, someone below asked "Are you a doctor or a doctor" and "How old are you?" However, after listening to the answer, all the curious cats were killed and their blood was spattered three feet.

"I'm 26 years and 117 days old. I have Ph.D. degrees in Chemistry, Mathematics, and Engineering. I also have a BA in Psychology and Sociology. I'm also studying for a BA in Philosophy.

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